The medieval times project by Casey Ayala

The medieval poem:work all night and i work all day to pay the pills i have to pay then why must i stay? i am bound to live here Nothing to go hear no where to run my life is done New places elsewhere await for me but sadly for me it was not meant to be running slowly of ideas like my freedom have to pay the bills in order to have some chills i canot lend money isn’t that funny? The world spins all day long everyday something goes wrong People die and most don’t even say good bye Living in the great unknown where i have set my future to stone day and night left to right you have changes our lives with your deadly knife work all day our heads in the game for so little to pay but none is for us to claim i must obey and pay to keep my soul saved for that i must be brave so many rules For us the fools a lot to live upon We might catch a glimpse of dawn Dirty water we drink That the colors will seem pink with pride we swallow our lives filled with hollow many die but we hold the lie some called it the black death On which also made our mouths have an awful breath Under the rule of a giant church i canot perch i hold my head down and do as i am told till the day i grow old Many come and go but we still stand low The future is doom i can see my tomb For i must pay to baptize destiny is upon your eyes Deep black skies watching your soul as it slowly dies No communication to be found our social lives have drowned Forgive our sins in that no one wins and hope to accomplish what was one promise so we can go to heaven in total will be seven.